Demon clone! After cultivating to the state of transformation into gods, you can indeed condense your outer body.
For example, Zhang Wenyuan, the guardian of China, has dragon and tiger clones, and the strength of each clone is extremely terrifying.
But to condense the external incarnation, not only requires massive resources, but also places extremely high demands on the host.
Arthur Lance's own strength was not enough to support him in condensing clones, so he had to find another way to sacrifice part of his soul to the Demon Lord.
in other words.
Arthur Lance cannot control his clone 100%. Rather than saying it is a clone, it is more like helping the demon condense its body.
"Chinese, I admit that I underestimated you."
Arthur Lance's expression was extremely ugly.
At first, he was shocked by Tang Ming's strength, but now, his biggest secret has been seen through by this person, which finally made him feel a little troubled.
But soon.
A strange color flashed in Aselance's eyes, and he said quietly: "Since you know that I cultivate demon clones, you should understand that I have more than just this clone, right?"
"Guess where my other clone went?"
"..." Agnes was shocked inside.
You don't need to think about it to know that the other person's other clone must have gone to find Angela! Now that Tang Ming is here too, wouldn't Angela be unprotected?
"Don't worry, with my mother's protection, let alone a clone, even if his true form is gone, he can't hurt Angela."
Tang Ming sneered.
Jin Yuerong is also in the late stage of becoming a god, and has evolved into the Twelve-leaf Witch Spirit Flower, which is extremely powerful.
A Western cultivator in the realm of gods alone is no match for Jin Yuerong.
"Since he is not my true self, I am too lazy to talk nonsense with him."
Tang Ming's eyes flashed with light.
Whoa! The void shattered, and his entire body disappeared instantly.
Arthur Lance was shocked in his heart. As he waved his hand, the three-headed hell dog whined lowly, and its whole body was burning with hellfire, covering hundreds of meters in radius.
Sudden.
A violent dragon roar sounded.
"Roar!"
The black dragon soul condensed out, and there was a hint of disdain in those huge scarlet pupils.
"Woo..." The hair on the three-headed hell dog's body exploded. Under the power of Huanghuang Dragon, even though it was a beast of hell, it felt the double oppression from the depths of blood and soul at this moment.
The black dragon soul turned into billowing black mist and was not afraid of the fire of hell.
Even as it inhaled, the surrounding hellfire was directly swallowed by it. The dragon's belly arched slightly, and then it raised its neck and spit out suddenly.
"Wow!"
The will-o'-the-wisp dragon's breath is completely black, but it is filled with terrifying lethality.
Boom! The three-headed hell dog only persisted for a moment before melting and collapsing.
At this time, Tang Ming also rushed in front of Arthur Lance, the sword domain swept across him, covering him, and the vast sword energy slashed downwards.
Arthur Lance's face was gloomy and he waved his hand.
The Devil's Scale was shaken, and six-pointed star arrays were instantly laid out.
at the same time.
The Skulls of Calamity also came from all directions, and the nine skulls exuded overwhelming evil energy. No matter how much sword energy was struck, they could not hurt Athelanth inside.
have to say.
As the leader of the Dark Holy See, Arthur Lance is extremely powerful. Even if he is a clone, Tang Ming's sword energy cannot cause harm to him because he has two sacred weapons.
"Monks from the East, don't underestimate the strength of Western monks!"
"I have killed several Eastern monks over the years."
Arthur Lance's eyes were cold and his tone was even colder.
Accompanied by words.
"Boom!"
Those nine skulls instantly erupted into bursts of green aura.
These green auras are different from ghost auras and evil auras, but are filled with endless negative emotions.
The skull of calamity.
As the name suggests, these green auras are the auras of disaster. They were collected by the dark forces in the West using secret methods, and then refined and stored in the magic weapon. Over time, this holy weapon of the Holy See was created.
"Wow!" The green aura spread to the sword energy.
The sword energy that was originally sharp and full of murderous intent suddenly became weak.
"Buzz--" Shura's flying sword kept trembling.
Tang Ming frowned. This was the first time he noticed that the sword spirit inside Shura Feijian actually felt a sense of panic! It wasn't just Shura Feijian.
"Roar!"
Even the black dragon soul was tainted with a slight green aura at this moment, and the black mist surged around him, and the evil spirit continued to evaporate. The body that was originally a hundred meters tall was shrinking.
Um?
Tang Ming raised his brows slightly and moved his body to avoid the misfortune.
At the same time, he also summoned Shura Flying Sword and Black Dragon Soul back.
"Mr. Tang."
"The Skull of Calamity is the holy weapon of the Holy See. Its power is still on the scale of the devil. Please be careful..." Agnes reminded her in a serious voice: "According to the ancient records of my Elizabeth family, this magical weapon has sealed nine
Crusu's Wraith."
Crusu Wraith?
Tang Ming was slightly startled.
Agnes continued to explain: "The Crusu Wraiths are a powerful race in the western demon realm. They do not exist in the human world. The power of this race lies in its endless life."
"According to records in ancient books, these nine Crusu resentful spirits can draw the breath of disaster from the void continuously, and can feed it back to the controller."
"Ase Lance's clone was not as powerful as it is now. It definitely gained the power of the Calamity Skull to feed back..." Hearing this, Tang Ming nodded solemnly.
At the same time, his eyes were burning with fighting spirit.
Before this, he had not fought many powerful practitioners from the West. Even if he had encountered some, their strength was extremely weak.
But Arthur Lance is different. He possesses two Holy Artifacts of the Holy See, which is enough to arouse Tang Ming's fighting spirit.
At this time.
Arthur Lance controlled nine skulls and attacked Tang Ming quickly, and a green aura of disaster filled the air.
Tang Ming slapped backhand.
The giant golden palm fell with a crash. The huge palm could almost grab nine skulls. Although its power was greatly reduced by the corrosion of the misfortune, Tang Ming still smashed it down.
Bang! Boom! The bright golden light of the ancient star-catcher gradually dimmed.
On the other hand, the nine skulls had withstood the power of the palm, and except for some damage to two of the skulls, there were no serious problems.
Even the damaged head healed after a while.
"snort!"
"Chinese monk, today is your day of death!"
Athelanth smiled ferociously and controlled the Skull of Calamity to surge in quickly.
As soon as Tang Ming pointed it out, the Finger of Nirvana emerged, tearing apart the void instantly at an extremely fast speed.
"Crack——" A crack was torn open in the skull of a skull, and the Finger of Nirvana was instantly corroded.
The green misfortune surged.
The injured skull returned to its original appearance again.
Immediately afterwards.
Tang Ming controlled the sword energy to strike out one after another, and landed one attack after another, but it was unable to stop the Skull of Calamity from attacking.
Huh! The blood surges.
Agnes had finished adjusting her breath, and a flash appeared next to Tang Ming.
"Mr. Tang, if it doesn't work, let's retreat first. This disaster head is too weird..." Agnes said in a condensed voice.
"Need not."
Tang Ming shook his head, with a smile on his face: "I have found a way to solve it."